black hole

blinding red without control

escalating to a frightening plateau

fiery blaze prepared to

overtake and demand control

so don't get in the way.

caught in a spiral of embers

violently caressing

what they touch

marking  where they land

with hate.

the edge is there

hedge closer

and peek over the side.

Is it a long way down?

fall into the red sky

without fighting; float

ready to swim

prepared for the black to swallow

what was life,

all that could ever be.

The pit of hell

forever your home

after there are no more eyes.

Reviews

[Sami Khalil]

This felt like an abyss...A splendid dark write...:).................

[Glen Yumang Manese]

I read this and read again... still feel something is needed with this to give that feel you want to convey to the reader... I would rearrange the format and look at this again... When I as a reader ponder, "Black Hole"..., a lot of rage... that's it more rage in this verse... Doesn't not to be more words, but more anger... Take that with a grain of salt... just giving my opinion... Thanks for sharing your work...

[Flow]

I think the ending on this one makes me feel that when we die we are alone to stand on what we have done here in life. I could feel the flames on this one and the heat. I don't think I would look over into this abyss though. Good poem